Gills

Distraction building up in masses
 Skimming conversation, let the date go further backwards
 Wading through letters, numbers and emojis
 Digging for a moment in the rubble, hella lowkey
 Shuffled up mostly, my brain got recycle bins, tip jar empty
 Got the change for the five percent
 I've been a beast since 20XX then
 Squad all mutants, you would think we're fucking X-Men
 Smoke alone, I exhale my best friend
 Volume two, got that hard follow through
 This that Turbo Graphix
 Worm hole rappin
 Ganja fucking up my fucking work flow; addict
 Landed on Namek
 Homie where your scouter at?
 I ain't one for bragging but this shit cost about a rack
 Momma told me live to my potential
 So I'm just stuck just trying to kill these instrumentals
 Rap stuff, yeah
 Guitars on the walls, I don't play 'em
 Awake from the PM to the AM
 Moving through the closeness
 Myself, I could lose it in the ocean
 Swim with me and breathe
 This that Turbo Graphix
 Worm hole rappin
 Ganja fucking up my fucking work flow; addict
 This that Turbo Graphix
 Worm hole rappin